This is a song about "Rap battles talkin shit"

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

I'm dissin every bitch who's talkin shit when their styles suck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

With all of this rap shit

You don't mean that, you faggot

Let's pretend that we're just talkin' 'bout the usual shit,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

If you keep talkin shit, i'll piss on your face

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

And that shit gives them more reason, but you rage battles on,

Niggas stay talkin shit fukk that bitch ripped 50 at em

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,